The Strongest Warrior’s Revenge by Valerie Bach

Chapter 35

Upon hearing the phone ring, Robert’s expression suddenly changed. He immediately spoke up.

“Master, this ringtone is specifically set for my subordinates investigating the Clifford family incident. It might be news about the Clifford family!”

At Gavin’s signal, Robert instantly answered the call and put it on speakerphone.

When it came to matters concerning the Clifford family, Robert naturally wanted to inform Gavin as soon as possible.

As soon as the call connected, a man’s urgent voice came through.

“Mr. Jordan, something bad has happened! Hurry to the Oceanfront Clubhouse now!”

Robert was momentarily stunned upon hearing this,

He instinctively asked, “What happened? What’s going on?”

The urgent voice on the other end of the phone sounded again.

“Kris has been captured by the eldest son of the Holman family at the Oceanfront Clubhouse!”

With a swift motion, Gavin rose from the sofa.

“Master.” Robert began to say, but before he could continue, there was a sudden “whoosh.”

The front door of the rented apartment was somehow left open. It revealed that Gavin’s figure had disappeared in an instant. Robert stared blankly at the empty corridor in front of him. He fell into a daze.

It was the urgent voice on the phone that brought Robert’s thoughts back.

“Mr. Jordan, what should we do? Should we go rescue her? I feel Kris is in a very dangerous situation right now!”

The man called Robert “Mr. Jordan’ respectfully because Robert was the commander-in-chief in action, not some president of a company.

Of course, Robert was the commander-in-chief of the investigation into the Clifford family incident.

On his end, Robert listened to the voice on the phone with a somewhat strange expression.

Then, he said slowly, “Um… you guys stay in place and don’t move. Disperse the personnel you brought with you and surround the perimeter of the Oceanfront Clubhouse. Regardless of what happens at the Oceanfront Clubhouse, pretend you didn’t see anything as if nothing happened!”

“Huh?” The man on the other end of the phone clearly didn’t understand why Robert was saying this.

After all, hadn’t Robert previously emphasized that Kris’s situation was the top priority?

However, before the man could ask, Robert hung up the phone.

The man on the other end was left with a confused face.

Meanwhile, at the Oceanfront Clubhouse of Brookspring.

nighttime. The lights in Oceanfront Clubhouse in Brookspring blazed brilliantly. It was as if a grand

open to the public on this particular night. This didn’t deter the massive crowd that

it was filled entirely with individuals affiliated with

either servants and attendants or bodyguards of the Holman family.

gathered in the central

in the crowd was a man. There wasn’t a single woman

eager anticipation as if they were on the verge of witnessing

of the central square, a brightly

man with a smug smile walked onto the stage with a microphone in his

as he went on stage, a wave of cheers, applause, and ovation resonated

was Scott Holman, the eldest son of the Holman family.

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relish being the center of attention.

he raised his hand to suppress the cheers. Then,

Is it because you can’t wait to claim your own

the entire venue erupted once again with shouts

on a lecherous grin

“Very well!

assured, none of you will be disappointed.”

the rules of

appeared to be

know, the Holman family has captured the former number one beauty of Brookspring,

the crowd below had already begun to stir. Even before Scott finished speaking, another round of cheers erupted.

as he continued

can begin the lottery

of you will have a chance. Depending on the number you draw, all of you can take

“But remember, don’t play too rough. There are still brothers waiting

resounded with another wave of

“Hahaha…”

and

the laughter. He then raised his voice once more.

to

bring that

soon as he finished speaking, there was

every one of them revealed fierce, predator-like

onto the stage with a chain in his

the other end of the

very

clear imprints of five fingers on her face, and her nose and the corners of her mouth

and sleeves, one could

was Kris, Gavin’s aunt and once the most beautiful woman

should have been radiant and sparkling, now

soulless, lifeless puppet.